3 comments/ 21799 views/ 2 favorites Seasons with Samantha: Autumn By: OldKingClancy This is the second part of my Seasons With Sam series, as with the first part Summer this has been revised but nothing's changed except the title and the some grammatical errors. Story first, sex second. ** Extract from the Video Blog 'Relationships' Part 2 by Bryce Dawltry. There's a song, maybe you know it, by a band called The Buzzcocks. There's a line that goes 'Ever fallen in love with someone you shouldn't have fallen in love with.' That's essentially my relationship with Sam, she fell in love with me when she shouldn't have because I didn't love her back the same way. My name is Bryce Dawltry and the dumbest thing I ever did was fall in love with a girl called Samantha Wyllie. When I didn't really love her at all. Chapter 6: All The Evil. It had been almost a fortnight since Bryce and Sam had been together and they were thinking about what to do after the summer. When they returned home they told Mary and John about their plans to find an apartment together, they were a little scared about letting their daughter go but they knew there was no-one better than her cousin to protect her. Ever since they came back Sam and Bryce hadn't been able to keep their hands off each other, alone with Mary and John at work they had resumed their lovemaking session from the Lake House. At least it was lovemaking for Sam, she was overjoyed to have finally found someone she wanted to spend the rest of her life with, Bryce on the other hand, still couldn't see that far into the future. ** I loved Sam, I always have but I wasn't in love with her like she was with me and I hated it. I wanted to feel the same way, to hold her in my arms and know I wouldn't see anyone else but I didn't. ** With help from Sam's parents Sam and Bryce managed to find a few good apartments but with the rent and deposit resting on their shoulders they had to get jobs, Sam managed to get a waitressing gig down at a local cafe while Bryce had his friend Jonathan Moreno put a good word in for him at the town's hardware store. ** I've mentioned Johnny before, said he was my best friend, we'd known each other since primary. I was one of only a few people that knew about Johnny's past, he doesn't like to talk about it since it was a difficult time for him, still is. He's the oldest of three children, he has a brother, Vincent, who was two years younger than him and a sister, Lori, two years younger than that. Their mother ran out on them when Johnny was 8 leaving them to grow up with an abusive and violent father, when he wasn't using Johnny or Vincent as a punching bag he was doing unspeakable things to Lori. There was one night, when Johnny was 17, that is now referred to as 'All The Evil' that everything kicked off, fed up with how his father was treating him and his siblings, Johnny tried to stand up to his father, it didn't go well. Johnny ended up nearly getting the shit kicked out of him, his father would have killed him if not for Lori attacking her father with a hammer, it wasn't fatal but it got his attention. Johnny was drifting in and out on consciousness and it took him a good ten minutes to regain composure, when he did he saw his father assaulting his sister in a way no father should ever do to their daughter. He managed to pull him off her but then the beatings started again and this time Lori was stuck, traumatised on the floor. By a stroke of luck he managed to grab the hammer Lori had used and hit back, only he hit back several times, by the time he fell into unconsciousness from sheer exhaustion his father was dead and his head destroyed. When Johnny woke two days later he was told Vincent had run away, no-one knew where he was, Lori was in psychiatric care for what her father did to her and would remain there for several years and that he was to be questioned over the murder of his father. Johnny wasn't convicted since it was self-defence but now, with no parents, a missing brother and a sister two steps away from being a vegetable, it was only Johnny. He has nightmares about 'All The Evil' which keep him up at night, we use to meet up in the city centre at about 1, 2 in the morning and mess around. ** Bryce was starting his first day at the hardware store, it was a Monday so it was mostly quiet. When he arrived he found Jonathan and another boy messing around in the kitchen area of the store, Bryce didn't recognize the boy but he approached them anyway. "Bryce, how you doing?" Jonathan welcomed his long time friend. "Alright Johnny, not much happening though." "Ah it's Monday morning, most cunts are at work, it'll get busier this afternoon but not much. Oh Bryce this is T.J. Gallagher, a friend and fellow worker, T this is Bryce Dawltry, he's been through a lot with me so treat him well." Bryce and the other boy shook hands. "T.J., that stand for something?" "Tyler, but I forget what the J stands for, Jacob or Jarvis, something beginning with J a. Your surname's Dawltry right?" "Yeah." "You any relation to Caleb Dawltry, around your age, brain problems, has a sister called Billie?" "Yeah he's my cousin, our fathers were brothers. I don't see much of them though." "Shame really, Caleb's a good friend of mine, I actually dated Billie for a while." "Well you probably know them better than me. Shouldn't we be working here?" "Fuck it." Jonathan spoke up quickly. "The bosses know there ain't much to do in the mornings they don't give a fuck. I need a smoke I'm going outside." T.J. and Bryce followed Jonathan outside to the garden area of the store, Jonathan takes out a cigarette and lights it. "So how was your holiday with Sam?" "Uh it was good, not much to do but nice to get away, just the two of us." "Who's Sam?" Asked T.J. "My cousin, although she's more like a sister to me." "Lucky, I've got a sister but she's more like a ghost the amount of times I see her. I take it you're pretty close then." "You fucking bet they are." Jonathan chipped in with a lecherous comment. "Fuck off Johnny. I love Sam alright but she's still my cousin." "Well sorry Bryce but I assumed since you weren't with anyone you might succumb to temptation all alone with that hot piece of ass." "JOHN. Seriously stop that." "Lighten up Bryce. You know I'm only joking." Jonathan turned to T.J. "I like to tease Bryce, he hasn't had any action in so long it gets funnier the longer he waits." "Fuck you Johnny, it's only been seven months since I broke up with Paige..." "Still funny." "...And I'm not seeing anyone else on my own accord. I'm done with relationships for a long while." "Oh god not this again. Be warned T you get Bryce started on relationships he'll go on and on." "Really, what's your problem with them?" Jonathan threw his hands up in defeat and walked away. "Relationships only hurt people, no matter what you do you'll only get hurt or hurt someone else. They never work." "You've never been in a fucking relationship." Jonathan yelled across the yard. "What about Elizabeth, what about Paige?" "A real relationship, you went out with them just to fuck them they don't count." "Don't count my ass." T.J. chuckled "You really are Caleb's cousin aren't you? You share the same cynicism as him. I have to disagree with you about relationships though, I'm actually getting married next month." "Married? Let me guess, you knocked her up after one date so you're doing the 'right' thing." "Almost, we've been together seven years, I knocked her up two years ago, we have a daughter and I'm doing what I want to." "Seven years? So you've been with each other, since... how old are you?" "Almost 20." "Since the start of high school. How the fuck did you manage that?" "Relationships work when you want them to." Jonathan came back, he threw his finished cigarette on the floor. "We're done for break, the first customers are here. Get to work." ** T.J. was a mystery to me, he went against everything I thought about relationships, he was proof they do work. He became a close friend at the store and even introduced me to his fiancée and daughter, he really did seem to have a hand on everything. More than I did anyway. ** Around the middle of July Bryce and Sam were invited by Sam's band-mate Rachel McCormack to her cousin Daniel's party, not having anything else to do they decided to go to it. They arrived around the middle of the party, most people were already drinking, drunk enough to dance without care but not drunk enough to fall over each other. Sam left Bryce to talk to Rachel and more of her friends so Bryce spent the night chatting with different people he knew around the house, one such person was a massive surprise. A girl's voice behind Bryce caught his attention. "You seem familiar. Have we met?" Bryce turned around, there he saw his cousin Billie Dawltry sitting by a table. Bryce hugged Billie "Hey Billie, God I haven't seen you in years." "You should visit more often." "I know but I've got so much free time I don't have time to do anything if you get me." "I know, so what you up to these days?" "Not much you know, taking a year out before starting Uni, not much else happening." "You sound just like my brother." "How is Caleb by the way, how's he coping with the brain problems." "Well, he's coping. He dropped out of school as well as soon as he heard about his brain and started writing, he's quite successful but he still has headaches." "At least he's surviving. Is he here?" "Nah, Cay's not a big fan of parties, too many people faking sympathy. "So you here alone or..?" "No actually I'm waiting on my friends, I came here with a boy in my Uni, Vincent Moreno." "Vincent? I know him, well I'm friends with his brother, he hasn't heard from Vincent in ages, he ran away after Johnny killed their father." "That explains a lot actually, Vincent's always been a little odd." "Well it was nice catching up, but I've got to get back to Sam." "Oh is Sam here? I'll have to catch her before she leave." "I'll send her over your way. Nice seeing you again." "Same here cuz." Billie and Bryce hugged each other quickly then Bryce left back to Sam, she was with Rachel McCormack and a shy girl, Leanne Martin -- both of whom were in Sam's band -- and another boy Bryce didn't recognize. "So, little brother, who was the girl you were chatting up?" Sam asked with just a hint of jealousy in her voice. "That was our cousin, Billie." "Billie? I haven't seen her in years. Remind me to talk to her before we leave." "Sure." Bryce turned to the new boy. "And who are you?" Rachel spoke up. "This is James Morrison, he's a close friend." "Rachel helped save me from myself a long time ago. I owe her everything." "Really? You two..?" James and Rachel looked at each other embarrassedly. "No." Said Rachel after a few seconds too long. "No there isn't, we've been friends a long time but we're not planning on going further." "Well we'll see." "JAMES. Don't say that." James looked at Bryce with a look reading 'You get what I mean?' Bryce only nodded. Rachel turned to Sam. "So did Rent-Boy leave you a message as well?" "Yeah, it fuckin sucks." "Who's Rent-Boy?" Asked Bryce. "Marcus Renton." Answered Sam. "Remember that bass player I told you about, the one that broke his arm?" "Yeah." "Him, he was in our band but he phoned us a few days ago saying he can't play anymore. It's a sad thing because he was one of the best bassists' we've ever had. But we can use Leanne until we find a new one so it's not all lost." "Why'd you call him Rent-Boy?" "Mostly to piss him off but also because he's gay. Don't worry little brother, he's open about it and doesn't mind the jokes but we do enjoy ripping him." The girls laughed and drank in memory of the friend, now gone in a figurative sense. The night went by quicker than Bryce had expected, he, Sam and their friends drunk, danced and laughed with each other, Billie joined them for a while -- Vincent oddly nowhere to be found -- before leaving to wait for her friends. After a few hours the party was winding down, most people were too drunk to do much else except fall down and sleep, the gang of five hid in the corner. James reached into his pockets and pulled out a small bag full of a leafy green substance, immediately everyone knew what it was. "Jesus James. Where the fuck did you get that?" Bryce asked, shocked at the bag of weed in front of him. "I use it as a substitute so I always have some on me." "Substitute for what?" "Coke." James didn't even blink, he just openly admitted that all while rolling a joint. "I told you, Rachel saved me, a lot of shit happened to me when I was younger. After my brother killed himself I got caught up in a bad crowd and one thing led to another, I don't like to talk about it." Rachel put her arm over James' shoulder, she obviously knew about his past. "I have a friend like you, Johnny Moreno, his past was pretty shit as well." "Moreno? I knew a Moreno in my bad days, cunt called Vincent." "You know Vincent?" "Knew him, he was with me the whole time I was high, helped me pay for my addiction. But despite his so-called friendship it was what he did that made me realise I'd gone too far." "What'd he do?" "Got a girl fucked on drinks and drugs then fucked her unconscious body in an alleyway." "Jesus. Honestly though I'm not surprised, Johnny's always warning me how bad his brother is. I think I heard he's here but I haven't seen him." James put down the fourth and final joint. "If he is I want to avoid that motherfucker like the plague." Putting the past behind them the gang each took a joint from James' stash, all had hits apart from Rachel, like Sam she was from a Catholic upbringing but she wasn't as liberal as Sam was, as the weed got to their heads the conversation turned -- again for Sam and Bryce -- towards religion. "I'll tell you where I stand." Said James in the middle of the conversation. "I'm not religious, no fuckin way, but I do believe everything has a purpose, so many things happen, good, bad, great, shit, so many things happen that I can't just accept that it's all random. Everything happens for a reason, good and bad it's still a reason. For example, my brother killed himself so that I would fuck up my life and I would fuck up so that I would finally realise how important Rachel is to me." "My dad shares the same view." Piped in a blushing Rachel. "Only he believes it's all the work of the Lord." "Nice to see the good reverend has some sense, I don't buy that everything is the work of some old bastard in the clouds. But I also can't acknowledge that everything is for chance." ** James ramblings had a profound effect on Sam and me, maybe everything does happen for a reason, Sam had used the same logic during our first time together saying that God had made it so we should fall in love. Admittedly I was still sceptical but I was starting to see what she was thinking. ** After a few minutes of mindless chatter another girl, Natalie Adams, the girlfriend of party host Daniel, came up to the group looking worried. "Hey guys, Rach, have any of you seen Danny?" "What the hell has my brain-dead cousin done now?" Rachel sounded furious at Daniel. "I don't know Rach, I can't find him." "Sorry but we haven't seen him." "Right, thanks." Natalie left in a hurry to ask more people where her boyfriend was. "I swear my cousin doesn't realise how lucky he is to have a girl like Nats. Flaming tard that he is." "That's not a nice thing to say about your family." Leanne spoke one of her few lines of the night. "I don't care Leanne, Daniel's a fool, I'm surprised this relationship has lasted this long with him at the front of it all." "He's got a good girl beside him." Everyone looked at me, Sam especially, my comment seemed to have struck a chord with her. Rachel shrugged her shoulders. "I guess." Suddenly there was a loud bang from upstairs, everyone still conscious in the house looked towards the stairs. Natalie came barging down and out the house, her eyes filled with tears, a half-drunk Daniel came bounding after her, nearly tripping as he tried to get trousers on in a hurry and also went out the house. They were followed by a nearly naked girl called Katie, a well known slut, everyone had a good idea what had happened and rushed out to follow Natalie and Daniel. "Get the fuck away from me Daniel." "Nats, slow down will you, I'm sorry alright it was nothing. Nats I was drunk I thought she was you." "How could you think I that bitch, at what point did you think I became plastic." "Nats I was near unconscious on the bed, she said nothing and I assumed it was you I'm sorry." "Sorry doesn't change the fact that you fucked her." Natalie said nothing else, she just turned and left Daniel standing in his driveway with an audience for his lowest moment. He slowly turned back to the house, Katie made her way through the audience and walked towards Daniel. "Oh baby, you don't need her. I'll take good care of you." In that second something in Daniel snapped. He punched Katie in the face, breaking her nose. "You stupid cunt, you've ruined the best thing I've ever had because you couldn't go five minutes without someone fucking you." Daniel looked up and saw the shocked crowd. "Shows fucking over, fuck off home all of you." Nobody was going to argue with him, everyone headed off home their own way. Rachel and James decided to walk back on their own, Leanne had an uncle nearby so she would head there and have her father pick her up, Bryce wanted to say goodbye to Billie but he just missed her leave with Vincent. That just left him and Sam to drive back. "You good to drive?" He asked her. "I'm still a little zoned out from the weed." "No problem little brother." Sam gladly took the wheel of the car, the price for a drive home was that she would tease Bryce endlessly about his being a lightweight when it came to weed, she obviously being far more tolerant to it. Bryce took the teasing with a pinch of salt and joined in the laughter with Sam, however he found his eyes drifting down to her chest where he could see the edge of her bra cup. He thought back to the party and wondered if Sam had undone a couple of buttons. The house was surprisingly quiet when they got back, Sam headed into the kitchen and found a note on the fridge from her father. 'Sam, your grandpa's in the hospital, nothing serious just a fall he had. Your mother and I are going up to see him and make sure he's safe. We don't know when we'll be back, most likely tomorrow afternoon. Don't stay up late and make sure the house is clean by the time we're back. Dad.' A wicked though was born in Sam's mind; with the house to themselves for the next several hours her and Bryce could get up to some mischief. Smiling impishly she turned round and looked at Bryce, no words were spoken but Bryce could tell from the note in her hand and the look on her face what she was thinking. Sam dropped the note, ran up to her cousin, grabbed his face and kissed him hard, it had been so long since she'd had the chance to show him her love she was determined to make up for that. Bryce himself was having a change of heart, all the guilt he'd had about stringing Sam along washed away, he shared her love, he had been a fool. Before Bryce noticed Sam had dropped her trousers and was starting on her panties, Bryce thought it stupid not to join her. He pulled down his trousers and boxers down with one move, his already hard dick waiting for the go-ahead from Sam. Looking down at her cousin's excitement the smile on Sam's face grew, she took Bryce's cock with her hand and guided it towards her pussy, already dripping wet, she had hated how long they'd had to wait more than Bryce. Seasons with Samantha: Autumn Feeling Bryce enter her once again Sam could do nothing but slip forward and melt into a kiss with him, a soft loving kiss, care and affection filled the room, Bryce helped guide Sam across the room to the sofa. They fell together over the arm of the sofa, Bryce landing on top of Sam, this was how they fucked, always together, always facing one another. Sam could feel a million kisses on her face and neck as Bryce treated her with the respect she deserved, her cousin, her lover, her friend whatever Bryce was to her now he was boring into her but keeping it so sweet and tender. Bryce was the first to come, the sudden stop of his movements told Sam everything she needed and she prepared for him to come inside her. The feeling of Bryce's come shooting inside her was enough to send off her own orgasm, Bryce could feel the heat flow through her body, the hairs sticking up on her arms. He fell forward and, with them both tired and sweaty, lay on top of Sam, Bryce heard Sam speak, it was mostly to herself but partially to Bryce as well. "Blessed are we, the lovemakers." ** And right there, all the guilt came back, all the shame, all the self-hatred it all came back. Every time I find myself falling in love with Sam something fucks it up and I'm back to the regret. Ironically enough the reason I can't just tell Sam the truth is that I love her too much, she's my best friend and I know that if I tell her it would only hurt her and make her hate me and I cannot live in a world without Sam. It's this kind of shit that proves there is no God, if there was he wouldn't make this so fuckin difficult. Chapter 7: Comfortably Numb I left early the next day, I didn't want to talk to Sam. After the guilt trip last night I knew speaking to her would only hurt me and I would hurt her. ** Bryce and Jonathan stood outside in the yard, as usual the mornings were quiet. T.J. arrived not long after 9. "The fuck have you been?" Asked an infuriated Jonathan. "Jesus don't bite my fucking head off." "Sorry, I'm out of fags. I sent Tommy a text asking to pick some up but he ain't back yet. Just tell me why you're late." "I was taking Caleb to the hospital. He scalded his hand and had to see his therapist." "He alright?" Bryce was concerned about his cousin. "Yeah, never felt a thing because of his brain troubles." "Good, I actually met Billie last night, we had a chat." "Really, she never to Caleb or at least he never told me. Actually while we're on the subject." T.J. turned to Jonathan. "Your brother tried to get off with Billie, nearly forced her, luckily enough Caleb broke his fucking nose." At that point Tommy, a fellow worker, arrived with Jonathan's cigarettes. "Cheers Tommy, I'll pay you back at lunch." Tommy left them. Bryce remembered what he was told about Vincent last night. "He's got a point Johnny, I was talking to a guy at the party last night who used to hang around with Vincent, told me he fucked an unconscious girl in an alleyway." "Oh please like I don't know my brother's a cunt, you take one look at him and you know he's a sadistic motherfucker, your cousin must be a fuckin spazz to get anywhere near him. He ran away, yes, but we still see each other, every time I see him I see my father and we all know how well that turned out. Christ I fucking hate that cunt, fuck it I'm having a fag." "Actually Johnny can I bump one." "You sure Bryce? I thought you quit." "Yeah well right now I'm doing a lot of things I'm not supposed to." "What?" "Forget it." Jonathan passed a cigarette to Bryce, he lit his own first before lighting Bryce's. "Before I forget." Said T.J. after Jonathan and Bryce had started their cigarettes. "Me and Jane have set a date for the wedding, September 12th, you both can come if you want." "I might, can't promise anything though. That's a Sunday and I visit Lori in the hospital on a Sunday, missed it the last few weeks though so I need to make it up to her." "I'm afraid I can't T, me and Sam are moving into our new apartment that day so I'll be busy." "No worries, I just thought I should ask." ** The rest of July and August were pretty quiet for me, work was good and I gained a friend with T.J., me and Sam never got another chance to have sex, whenever we were alone we weren't. I could tell it was hurting Sam more than me, if she saw an opportunity, even if it was only a few seconds, she would find and kiss me. We almost got caught a few times. Thinking back, as much I loved sleeping with Sam I was fine with our time apart because it gave me a chance to try and figure out why I could not feel what she felt. And for the life of me I didn't know, I mean there was so much to why I should love her, the little things we did together, the talking into the night, the holding hands when no-one's looking, the little touches and giggles we gave each other. It was just, every time we slept together I felt the guilt again, I always remembered how bad I felt with Paige and now... Pause Video Blog 'Relationships' Part 2. ** September had finally come around, in just a few days Bryce and Sam would be moving into their new apartment together. That night Bryce took a walk around his hometown, he had planned to meet up with Jonathan but something came up, he was alone but he didn't mind. Looking at his watch he saw it was nearing one in the morning. While on his walk Bryce took a turning a found himself passing the swimming pool where Sam spent some of her free time, Sam was actually a champion swimmer and even won a few medals but stopped after an accident left her with a fractured knee. She still swam but not competitively. Bryce looked at the front door which surprisingly was open, listening closely he heard the sound of splashing coming from within. Obviously he knew better but curiosity got the better of him and he carefully walked inside. Inside the splashing got louder, Bryce peeked in from behind a corner but all he could see was Sam. She was climbing the diving board, Bryce couldn't see much of her but he could see her hair and from the looks of it she had already been in the pool. Sam reached the top of the diving board and Bryce could see all of her, she was stark naked. Bryce suddenly remembered finding Sam naked at the Lake House, how open she had been but here, at home it was still surprising. Sam raised her hands and dived off the board and glided into the water, the was an ethereal quality to her swimming, the entire pool room was dark, the only light being from the moon which shone in through a window on the roof, the light bounced off the ripples filling the room with a strange glow. The way Sam looked in the water, her gliding in the water, she was a ghost, no effort was made in her actions, the scene was a strange mixture of eroticism and incongruity. Sam climbed out of the pool on the opposite side from where she dove in, her eyes met Bryce's and she smiled, as though she known he was there all along. "Hey there little brother, you been there long?" "Long enough, what the hell are you doing here?" "I've got a set of keys from when I worked here that I haven't handed back. Every so often I'd come here at night and just swim for a bit, don't worry I turn the camera's off before I get in." "I should hope so, aren't you going to cover up?" "Why should I do that, there's only you here." "Well yeah but, y'know, it's..." "What's wrong little brother, cat got your tongue? Or is it a pussy?" "Fuckin hell Sam I miss my innocent cousin, you're scaring me right now." "Oh don't be such a baby, you love it. Fine I'll cover up, can you pass me my towel." As Bryce reached down to pick up Sam's towel she ran up and pushed him into the pool, the abrupt cold took Bryce by surprise, he felt like he was spinning for hours before he righted himself up so he could breath. "Jesus fuck Sam. Sam?" A splash behind Bryce told him Sam had jumped in the water, Bryce turned around and saw his cousin giggling to herself as she treaded water. "That wasn't funny Sam." "It was Bryce, I'm sorry but I needed to do it." "Why?" "So I could do this." Sam lunged forward and kissed Bryce, pressing him up against the side of the pool, he hard nipples prominent on his chest and her pussy hair swaying in the water, pressed against his hand, taking the initiative Bryce cupped Sam's pussy, his middle finger entering her and stroking the inside of her cunt. With his free hand Bryce unbuttoned his trousers and pulled them down, quite difficult under water, and pulled his dick out. Bryce removed his hand from Sam's pussy and replaced it with his cock, slipping into Sam. The ripples in the water were getting bigger and bigger as Sam got faster and faster, her legs pushing against the sides of the wall so she could lean backwards in the water, it was a new angle but Bryce wasn't complaining, his hands were placed on her back, holding her up as she tilted back. The pleasure in Sam was getting higher and higher, her arms shot out wards and she grabbed Bryce's shoulders, using him as leverage to pull herself up and kiss him again, Bryce's hands travelled down to her ass and gripped it. Everything was getting too much for Sam; the water around her, her nipples against Bryce's chest and her cousin's hands on her ass, she was getting close to coming. "God little brother, keep going. Fuck me Bryce, please, harder." Bryce said nothing, he just did what he was told, his grip on her caught tighter. Sam was going crazy with lust, the heat around her would've boiled the water if she let it. "FUCKING CHRIST OH GOD FUCK, FUCK, FUCK GGGOOOODDDD." The water was splashing everywhere, Bryce could do nothing but watch Sam get possessed, he was so astonished by Sam's actions that he almost didn't feel himself come in her. Sam slowed down, staying close to Bryce, her head in his shoulder, in the silence the water could be heard gently hitting against the wall. "You do seem to get loud at times Sam." "You do something to me little brother, it's so hard not to scream out every time we're together but if I know we're alone I can't help myself." "Well not that I'm complaining but I would really love some warning next time." Sam giggled and kissed Bryce again, they got out the pool and dried off as best they could before leaving the pool. The cold air chilled through them giving them a reason to hold close to each other on the walk home. ** Me and Sam moved into our new apartment on the 10th, it was a good place, large enough for both of us and guests. There were two bedrooms -- not that we'd need a second -- and a small bathroom which Sam joked was perfect for showering together. Except I don't think she was joking. We spent at least three days unpacking everything, since Sam had more stuff we put her stuff in the bigger bedroom we would share and my stuff would go into the smaller room. John and Mary came by the first day to help but Sam convinced them that we could finish up ourselves, when we finished Sam kissed me and asked if I could get her some lunch from the shop. If only I knew her true intentions. ** Bryce took a walk around the new neighbourhood, he'd been there before during his midnight walks and it wasn't far from John and Mary's house but the actually know where to find everything was a new experience. Soon enough Bryce found a small shop and bought a couple of sandwiches and drinks for him and Sam, he made a note to go on another walk tonight. Bryce returned home and put the lunch on the kitchen table. "Sam? Sam you here?" There was no answer which Bryce considered strange, he thought about grabbing a knife just in case she was in trouble but then he noticed a note taped to Sam's bedroom door, Bryce walked up and read it. 'Homecoming present inside little brother' Confused, Bryce opened the door and looked inside, there was Sam lying face down on the bed, she was wearing a thin white tank top and nothing else, her bare arse on show to Bryce's hungry eyes. The lights were off but Sam had turned the desk-side lamp on, the effect on Sam's ass was that one side was shining bright while the other was bathed in darkness. Sam propped herself up on her elbows and smiled at Bryce. "Hello little brother, like what you see?" "You have something planned don't you?" Sam wiggled her ass at Bryce. "You could say that. What would you say, to us celebrating our now official new home, with a little ass-play?" Bryce couldn't believe what he was hearing. "You, you serious Sam?" "Of course little brother, you've taken one cherry it seems only right you should take a second." "You know it's going to hurt right?" "I know but I also know you'll never hurt me." ** Fuck me why did she say that? ** "Besides." Continued Sam. "I doing this because I love you and I want this to be special for both of us." "It's your choice Sam, course we'll need to prepare." "Say no more little brother, I know just what to do." Sam sat up and spun around on the bed and sat on the edge, Bryce could see her pussy hair glistening in the lamp light, wet with her juices. Sam unbuckled Bryce's trousers and let them fall to the floor, followed swiftly by her pulling down his boxers. His hard cock bounced in front of her as she gently licked the sensitive head, she moved her head round and kissed the shaft, feeling Bryce quiver with each touch of her mouth. Sam could sense she was driving her cousin crazy so she skipped the rest of the foreplay and brought Bryce's dick into her mouth. This wasn't the first time Sam had blown Bryce but with the knowledge of where this was going Bryce had to fight not to come in Sam's mouth. Easier said than done, Sam was really going for it, she was getting almost all of his dick in her mouth and her tongue was all over it from inside, coating it, getting it ready for her plan. Bryce put his hand on her shoulder to stop her, any more and he would've ruined it all. Still smiling, Sam released Bryce's dick from her mouth, letting her tongue slide down it as she backed away. She turned back around and lay on the bed again, her ass on show once more. Bryce wasted no time, he bent down to Sam's level but not at her head, he started with his head by her ass, kissing her cheeks softly, giving them a gentle bite. He wasn't making this an act of violent sex this was more a fun, loving one, Bryce slowly climbed upwards, kissing Sam's back as he moved along her. He reached her neck and kissed that, kissed her cheek, kissed her ear, Sam could feel the head of his cock resting between her cheeks. "You still want to do this?" Bryce asked, mirroring their first time together. Sam nodded and let out a breathy "Yes." Bryce took one and directed his cock to Sam's hole, the head went in first, Sam drew a sharp intake of breath at the shock of it, Bryce moved slowly in, not wanting to hurt Sam in any way. As more and more went in Sam felt more and more filled, her eyes were tight shut but her mouth was wide open, she wasn't breathing. Bryce moved again. "Stop Bryce, please." Her voice was coming from her breath, Bryce could barely hear her. "Am I hurting you Sam?" "No, I just, I just need to get use to it. My God little brother we should've done this years' ago." "I know Sam, but we have all the time to make up for it." ** Listening to myself I truly meant it, I really wanted to be with Sam for as long as I could but there was still that doubt, still that uncertainty to the legitimate nature of my feelings. ** Sam had calmed down, she told Bryce to continue and he did so, ever slowly he continued to push into Sam. It was a lot easier this time given her getting used to the dick inside her and Sam kept telling herself the worst was over, but that doesn't mean it wasn't difficult. Sam couldn't even feel Bryce moving, all she could feel was an emptiness being filled that should've been filled years ago. After what seemed like hours Sam felt Bryce's mouth by her ear. "It's over Sam, I'm inside you, all of me." "God Bryce I know, I can feel you. I love you so much little brother." "I love you too Sam." Bryce moved out then back in, he slowly fucked Sam's ass, holding her tight and letting her share the pleasure. Sam loved every minute of it, just being with her cousin in this most intimate way was enough for her. Bryce too loved the intimacy, he'd never done anal before so this was new to him as well, of course he went slow and careful so as not to hurt Sam but the tight, warm sensation around his cock was too much and he was getting close to coming. "Fuck me Bryce, don't make this about love we're fucking now fuck me." Sam spoke in the same whisper she'd had since they started. Bryce followed his command and fucked Sam a little harder, faster, still not wanting to hurt her until finally he heard her whimper and her ass tighten, Sam had come and just knowing that finished Bryce. Sam could feel her cousin's cum shoot deep into her bowels, there was a warm feeling in her stomach and she loved knowing where it came from, and she didn't care one bit. Bryce pulled himself out Sam and lay down next to her, Sam draped an arm across Bryce's chest and kissed him. "How do you feel?" he asked her. "Comfortably numb." "You aren't hurt are you?" "No little brother, I'm not. In fact, I don't think I've ever felt this good before." ** Sam kissed me again and we lay there the entire night. Sam fell asleep not long afterwards and I just lay there watching her. That night was one of the closest times we had together and yet I still did not share her feelings and if tonight didn't turn me nothing would. Like it or not I would eventually have to tell Sam I wasn't in love with her. Chapter 8: The Assassination Of T.J. Gallagher By Some Vicious Cunt. I didn't tell Sam straight away my true feelings, or lack of them, I kept putting off telling her with the most ridiculous reasons; we were just moved in and it would be too difficult to tell her now. I'll tell her now, oh but she just got in, I'll tell her now, oh she's got news, her band's playing a battle of the bands well I can't tell her now I'll only distract her. For weeks this went on and before I knew it, it was October which brought some horrifying news with it. ** Bryce had a day off which he planned to spend with Jonathan, as Bryce got closer to the front door he heard shouting coming from inside. Suddenly the front door burst open and out came Vincent Moreno, Johnny's younger brother, holding his jaw and what looked like a burst lip. From the looks of him his nose was recently broken as well. Vincent spotted Bryce and smiled at him. "Hello Bryce, how's dear young Sam these days?" "What the fuck are you doing here Vince?" "I just came to delivery my dear sweet brother some news, he didn't take it so well." "Knowing you, you probably deserved it." "Ha, well that's the third punch I've had in as many months so I guess I should take the hint. Want to make it four?" "More than you know. Fuck off Vince." Vincent ignored Bryce "I've been hearing rumours Bryce, if they're true then please tell James I said hello. And that Katie's cunt is as loose as ever." "Fuck off Vincent." Still chuckling Vincent walked away, he spat blood on the pavement just before he left. Bryce walked carefully inside, he knew about Jonathan's wrath first-hand. Bryce leaned in and knocked on the door to let Jonathan know he was there. "What the fuck...? Oh Bryce it's just you." "What was that about with Vincent?" "Motherfucker comes in here and with a boldface he told me T.J., he told me T.J.'s dead." "What, how, why..?" "That's what I said, he told me that he passed the crime scene this morning. He didn't fucking care he was just gloating, I hated his smug face so I just fuckin punched him." Seasons with Samantha: Autumn "Hold on, T.J.'s dead?" "I don't know, Vincent may be lying but I don't think he is. I need to go check this out." "I'll come with you, I don't believe him. You know where it is?" "No but I know the way Vincent came up, we'll find it." Bryce and Jonathan left the house and rushed off to find the possible murder site, Jonathan led the way, smoking almost an entire packet in the ten minute walk, Bryce decided to stay quiet about bumping one. Pretty soon however they reached a crime scene and they feared the worst. A small crowd had gathered to see what was going on, in the crowd Bryce spotted a familiar face, James Morrison from the party. "Hey, James." Bryce and Jonathan approached him. "Bryce, hey how are you?" "Alright, James this is Johnny my friend, John this is James." Jonathan and James shook hands. "Morrison? You Frankie's brother?" "Aye." "I knew him, he tutored me during the summers." "Good to hear my brother did some good, I think Bryce mentioned you. You the one with the shitty past?" "Yeah." "Don't worry Johnny, I was in the same boat, got saved luckily enough." "Good to hear, what the fuck's going on?" "Dunnoe, let me just ask." James called down a passing policeman. "Ross, hey Ross?" The policemen came over to them. "Hello James, staying out of trouble are we?" "Where's the fun in that? Hey can you fill us in on what's happening?" "Fuckin shame, some kid got stabbed last night. Barely out his teens, my partner and I did a check on him, turns out he's married, got a two year old." The colour drained from Jonathan's face "Shit, oh god oh shit." "What's wrong with him?" "We knew the victim, he was a friend." "He can't be fuckin dead, not T, he's got a family he can't be dead." Still in shock over the death of their friend, Bryce, Jonathan and James headed to a cafe for a drink, Johnny was near comatose by the whole experience and sat quietly in the corner, something James picked up on. "He seems a lot quieter than before." "He's in shock, T.J. was a good friend. He was silent for almost a whole day when his sister was... attacked." "Ah, say no more." "I think the fact that he heard it from his brother makes it all the worse." "That Vincent?" "Yeah. By the way, Vincent told me before we came here he says hi and that Katie's, um, Katie's cunt was as loose as ever." James looked away, partially in anger but mostly in shame. "Who's Katie?" "Remember the fight between the couple at that party in July." "Yeah." "Remember the girl that got punched." "Yeah." "That's Katie, she's got a reputation as a major slut, will fuck anything that lets her. She was the one Vincent had his little fun with." "That's horrible, why hasn't anyone done anything?" "Did you not hear me, she's as promiscuous as they come. Like anyone's going to believe Katie Gallagher got raped." That got Jonathan's attention. "What was her name?" "Katie Gallagher, why?" "T.J.'s surname was Gallagher, you think there's a chance..." "I don't know, I think I remember T.J. mentioning a sister but he never gave a name, it's possible." The three of them sat there in silence, news about T.J., in life and death, still embedded in their minds. ** T.J.'s death hit Johnny pretty hard, me as well but I'd only known him a few months, Johnny was obviously a good friend of his. We paid a visit to his widow Jane to pay our condolences and find out about any possible sibling, turns out T.J. did have a sister but Jane couldn't remember her name having never met her. Sam comforted me over the death of a friend but I could tell Johnny needed more support. The night after T.J.'s murder Johnny and I met up at the abandoned train station, normally during our midnight walks we'd head there to talk for a while. ** Bryce arrived first, he didn't have to wait long for a tired Jonathan to arrive. "Sorry I'm late Bryce, fell asleep." "No doubt you woke up though." "Ugh, don't remind me. I wish I had your problem, I can't just stay up all night I have to sleep and when I sleep I see the same thing over and over again." "I know Johnny, I've been with you through 'All The Evil'." "Are you going to be with me for much longer, I swear Bryce death fucking follows me like a shadow." "That's not true, shit happens to everyone you're just unlucky to have a lot of shit happen." "There's the fucking problem, I can't wait for shit to stop happening to me. I can't keep watching friends and family die around me, T.J. wasn't the first and he isn't going to be the last." "What do you mean?" "Come on Bryce you know what I mean; it started with that girl I dated in primary school, Carol Townsend, she got hit by a car, then there was my tutor Frankie Morrison, he killed himself. Then my father and everything that happened that day and now T.J. I am become Death." "Johnny that's crazy." "Is it, is it crazy to know that one of us will be speaking at the others funeral and I want to not rehearse my speech. I'm fuckin fed up of people dying around me, I swear to God, I think I'm fucking jinxed." ** It's difficult to talk to Johnny when he's like this. I often thought he was too melodramatic but he was convinced he was cursed. I managed to calm him down and we got to our real talking but I knew in the back of his mind he still thought he was doomed. Truthfully, sometimes I did as well. A few days after T.J.'s death Sam's band had a gig at a local pub, I felt a little iffy since the bar was owned by the father of my ex-girlfriend Paige and I knew she worked there, hell she literally lived there. Thankfully Sam convinced me to go, despite how bad we'd left each other Paige and I were on good terms and her and Sam were still friends. The day before the gig Sam and I went shopping, Sam wanted to pick up a new outfit. ** Bryce and Sam wandered aimlessly around the shops, they had a reason for being there but they also had an afternoon to kill so they spent most of it not doing anything special. Bryce noticed at one point Sam putting her hand in his, he felt exposed to anyone who knew them to see their relationship but he could tell Sam didn't care, she had him and that's all that mattered to her. Sam led them into a clothes shop, Bryce jokingly groaned to which Sam slapped his arm. Bryce feigned hurt and got a kiss from Sam as reparations. "Go off on your own for a bit little brother, I'll be fine here." "You sure?" Sam kissed him again, out of the corner of her eye she thought she saw someone watching them. Bryce left Sam to brows on his own, turning round she saw she was being watched, by her friend Leanne Martin. Sam was terrified they'd been caught but she thought could at least try to explain it to Leanne. "Hello Leanne." "Hello Sam. Was that your cousin?" Sam couldn't look Leanne in the face, she was ashamed, not at the incestuous relationship but at how her friend had found out about it. "Yes." Sam looked behind Leanne and saw an older man with her, it looked like Joseph Martin, Leanne's dad. "Is that your father?" "Was, not anymore, long story." Sam put the pieces together in her head, Leanne's parents had broken up but Leanne never said why. Plus she seemed happier, her and Rachel had guessed there was a man in her life but she never expected this man. "Oh. I won't tell if you don't." "Deal." Joseph joined them. "Hello Sam, what you and my little girl gossiping about?" "Not much Mr Martin, just discussing our gig tomorrow." "A gig, Anne never told me about a gig." "Yes sir our band's playing in a battle of the bands type thing at Dreyer's pub. You should come." "Would you dad, I was going to invite you honest it just slipped my mind. What with all we've been doing lately." Sam had to stop herself from laughing, if she didn't know Leanne and her father -- or whatever he was now -- were fucking that sealed the deal. "I would love to, I'll even give you girls a lift there." "Thanks Mr Martin but we have a lot of gear to set up beforehand. Well I'll see you tomorrow Leanne." "You too Sam." The two friends hugged and went their separate ways, Sam returned to Bryce. "You weren't long." "I bumped into Leanne, she saw us together." The colour drained from Bryce's face, Sam could see his worry. "Don't worry little brother, she isn't going to tell anyone. Leanne's fucking her father." "What?" "Well, not her father, the man who was her father but from what she told me he isn't actually her father and now they're fucking." The look of confusion on Bryce's face mirrored her own. "I don't care Sam, as long as you and I don't have to worry I'm fine." Sam kissed Bryce once and hugged him, with her face away from his Bryce bit his lip in frustration. The next day Sam had her band gig so she spent most of the day with Leanne and Rachel practising, Bryce spent time with Jonathan who was still upset about T.J.'s death but calmed down, Bryce invited Jonathan to the gig but he reminded Bryce that it was Sunday and he was visiting Lori in the hospital. Bryce arrived at Dreyer's pub around 6, pretty early for the bands but Bryce wanted to spend time with Sam before she played. Dreyer's pub was pretty small but big enough to have a stage and a curtain leading to the store room which Bryce guessed would be backstage, Bryce scanned the near empty room but couldn't find Sam, that meant he'd have to talk to Paige. Bryce approached the bar, heart in his mouth and cleared his throat. Paige, who was tending the bar, turned round and saw him. "Well hello Bryce." Despite living in Scotland for almost three years Paige still had a thick South African accent. "Hey Paige, you seen Sam anywhere?" "She's round back, just her and Leanne at the moment "Thanks." Bryce left Paige to find Sam, as promised she and Leanne were backstage tuning their instruments, Sam spotted Bryce and waved him over. "Glad you made it little brother." "Same here Sam." Bryce hugged Sam quickly so as not to draw suspicion from Leanne who looked a little different than normal. "You look different Leanne, I can't put my finger on it." Sam smiled. "My girl's wearing a skirt, first time ever." It was true, Leanne was wearing a skirt and as far as Bryce could remember she hadn't worn one before, she was always a far shyer girl, very beautiful -- Bryce had a crush on her before Sam -- but never realising it. Now she was. "Isn't it great, remind me to thank your father for bringing you out your shell." "How many times Sam, he's not my father anymore. It might be weird for you but there's nothing illegal in our relationship. Unlike a certain someone I know." That hit close to home for Bryce and Sam, neither of them could look at Leanne. "Sorry for bringing it up but if you're going to judge me for sleeping with my father I'm going to judge you right back, at least I'm not related to my boyfriend and I don't have a God to answer to." "If God thought it was a sin for me and Bryce to be together he wouldn't have brought us together. The good lord made it so that we would find each other and make each other happy, I've followed his every word and this is not difference." ** To hear Sam talk about God bringing us together you would believe it as much as she did, I nearly did. She made good points as to this all being God's work and that he was the one that brought us together, therefore our sinful relationship wasn't a sin. She really believed that shit, blinded by religion. ** As the night went on Rachel and James arrived not long after Bryce, Rachel was surprised to see Leanne in a skirt as well, then Leanne's father a few minutes after seven, strangely enough Joseph seemed to know James' brother Frankie before he killed himself. At around 8 the Battle of the Bands begun; Bryce didn't like the first few bands, not his type of music although the band that did a rendition of M.I.A.'s Born Free put on a good show. The band on before the girls were also pretty good, their first song started with a mechanical heartbeat which got everyone cheering. "What's this?" Asked James. "Closer." Yelled Rachel over the cheering. "Nine Inch Nails. My sister lost her virginity to this song, she sung it for a week afterwards. Drove my father nuts." No doubt Father Aiden would be a little annoyed at his eldest daughter singing a song with such sexual tones. When the song finished Sam and Rachel were laughing at Joseph and Leanne, they looked as though they were about to start fucking on the floor. After that embarrassment the girls left to get ready for their set. "I'm going to get a beer." Said James just before the girls were to come on. "You want one Bryce?" "Sure." "What about you Mr Martin?" "It's Joseph, and no thanks, I'm teetotal." "A Scot that doesn't drink, there's a first." Joseph held up his left hand, there was a large scar running from the bottom of his middle finger all the way to just above his wrist. "That's what happened the last time I drank myself to self-destruction, before Anne saved me. It hasn't been long but 23 days sober and I plan to keep that up." James returned with the drinks just as the girls were coming on stage, all three of the guys cheered the loudest. Rachel took a seat at the back on the drums, Leanne picked up the bass and Sam took lead guitar before stepping up to the microphone. "Hello, we are Erin Clapton and this is one of our favourite songs. We hope you'll love it as much as us." Sam stepped back from the microphone, she and Leanne nodded to each other to get the timing right. Then Leanne started playing the opening tune to 'Sunshine Of Your Love', the crowd went wild as one by one they recognized the song. Soon Rachel and Sam had joined in, Sam returned to the microphone. "It's getting near dawn, when lights closed their tired eyes. I'll soon by with you my love, give you my dose of pride. I'll be with you darling soon, I'll be with you when the stars start falling." Sam stepped back again and joined with the others for the break. Bryce had heard them play 'Sunshine' before years ago but they had obviously been practising, they were fantastic. Sam took the microphone again. "I've been waiting so long." Leanne joined in. "To be where I'm going. In the sunshine of your looovvvvveee." Sam's eyes met Bryce's and they never left for the whole of the song, Bryce felt she was singing to him. When 'Sunshine' was over Sam left the stage and Leanne took the microphone. "Hey everyone, our next song is very appropriate for me because I just found out my parents are splitting up." As one the crowd gave out a sympathetic 'Aww', Leanne laughed. "Don't be like that, I don't mind really and because of it I've found a great man." Sam returned with a table and a metal pint mug, she placed them beside Leanne and picked up her guitar. "Thanks Sam, this is Elbow." Sam and Rachel started playing the opening to the song, Bryce recognized it immediately. When Leanne started singing she started soft. "Mondays is for drinking to the seldom seen kid." Then everything exploded. "I've been working on a cocktail called 'Grounds For Divorce', whoa. Polishing a compass that I hold in my sleep, whoa. Doubt comes in on sticks, but then he kicks like a horse, whoa. There's a Chinese cigarette case and the rest you can keep, and the rest you can keep, and the rest you can keep." Leanne's hand reached up and ran through her hair, Bryce had to admit this new Leanne looked really good. "There's a hole in my neighbourhood, down which of late I cannot help but fall. There's a hole in my neighbourhood, down which of late I cannot help but fall." When the riff from Sam and Rachel came in Leanne picked up the metal mug and slammed it against the table in time with the music. She looked to be having the time of her life on stage, all the girls did. He may have been bias but Bryce thought Sam was fantastic, he'd never heard her play such a rocky tune before and it was a welcome addition to her more slow and calm style. When the song finished the girls got one of the loudest cheers of the night, the cleared the stage and returned to their respective boyfriends, although Sam and Bryce did a quick one so as not to arouse suspicion. "You guys were brilliant." Joseph told them all but specifically to his daughter. "Really dad, you're not just saying that?" "I mean it." Happy that they entertained the crowd the six of them stayed to see if the girls won the Battle. Unfortunately they didn't but they came a close second and each received gift vouchers for a local music store. After the results everyone went home, Rachel and James drove back to Rachel's apartment, Joseph and Leanne drove back to their house leaving Bryce and Sam to take a taxi back. "Well that was a fun night." Bryce said as they entered the taxi. "I know, shame we didn't win but they were better than us." "Ah you're kidding Sam, those guys had nothing on you." "You're just saying that." "What if I am?" Bryce leaned in and kissed Sam, it was a soft kiss but growing, Bryce's hand reached up under Sam's top and squeezed her breast. They almost never heard the taxi driver knocking on the dividing window. "Hey, I don't want that happening in my cab." "Come on man." Pleaded Bryce. "Sorry but if I let the two of you get busy I'm the one that has the clean the jizz out the seats. No thanks." Sam ad Bryce sat back, disappointed. Bryce brushed his fingers against Sam's bare legs, just in an act of fidgeting but he soon felt goose-bumps run across her, Sam was getting excited. With an evil thought in his mind Bryce continued stroking Sam's legs, getting ever higher with each stroke until eventually he was rubbing her pussy through the material of her shorts. Sam let out a small moan that only encouraged Bryce, making sure the driver wasn't looking Bryce slowly unzipped Sam's short and slipped his hand inside, her juices had soaked her panties through. Bryce teased her clit for a few seconds through her panties before his fingers found their way over the waistband and into Sam's hot, wet cunt. Sam had to stop herself from moaning too loud, she couldn't believe her cousin had two fingers fucking her pussy and a thumb rubbing her clit all in the back seat of a taxi, this was definitely one of the more intense times they had together. Sam moved closer to Bryce, wrapping an arm round his waist to make it look like they were cuddling, Bryce did likewise but his other hand never left her cunny, he kept stroking her, soft but deep, enough to excite her without making a scene. "Oh God Bryce." Sam whispered. "I'm going to come." "Do it Sam, come for me." "God, Bryce this is so weird but I love it, make me come little brother." With Sam's encouragement Bryce rubbed faster, not enough to cause a scene but if the driver looked at them they couldn't deny what they were doing. As luck would have it he didn't see anything, he didn't see Sam curse silently under her breath, he didn't see her bury her face into Bryce's shoulder and he didn't even see her jerk in the seat as her cousin's hands brought her to orgasm. Bryce removed his hand and Sam zipped her shorts up again, Bryce was about to wipe the remnants of Sam's come on his shirt when he thought differently. He brought his fingers up to his mouth and tasted Sam on them, Sam could only watch in a mix of shock and erotic confusion as Bryce licked her pussy juices off his fingers. Satisfied he'd had his fill Bryce removed his fingers and then wiped them on his shirt. "Jesus little brother, what was that?" "That was what you do to me Sam, I can't help myself around you. Besides you taste so sweet." Sam could only guess it was the drinks Bryce had that was bringing out this new side of him but she was liking it.